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Credits
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Corri
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JohnnyBuckets
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KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Johnathan Wayne Gleaves
Komponist:in
DaCorrion Ogletree
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PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
DaCorrion Ogletree
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Marsworlddd
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Lyrics
(Shake the tables KQ)
Kesha Buckets
**** know what I do when I pull up on the scene like
Look Ayo
Ass lookin fat in this BB shorts (Yeah)
And I'm Pulling these **** like CD Ports (Uh)
Ass real round like an Apple
And he wanna bite into this ass just dabble (Uh)
Hating **** on that snake shit
But when I go Finn these **** they wanna Jake shit
Mean they go stretch shit out until they break shit
But when I lick on passion fruit they gon drake shit
He wan' tape and record me
Expensive ass, can't afford me
Pretty bitch just like Lori
These Michael B's love a Lori
You look for future betta find a dory (Uh)
Who was that lame that came in witcha?
If **** wanna jump tell em hop like tigger
Wanna taste of me? Go grab the big pitcher
You'll never touch me until you see the big picture ****
You'll never touch me cause I'm talkin to your girl now
She a bad bitch so you know she wanna act out
I'mma get loud cause I know I'm the shit now
I'mma chase a bag and give her back cause I'm bored now
Like big bag I can talk shit cause I want to
Tic tac told y'all this x will leave a hole in you
Mis match I'm crossing up **** like melo do
Honey dew I'll fuck around and see what yo honey dew
Yeah I am the baddest who live
I'm talking my shit cause I can
And I am the man with plan
I'll fuck the game so they'll call me virus
Big KB make a beat down to yo eye lids
Talking big shit we gon open up your iris
If you get mad you'll see we are valid
Big K with the Jay and B's (Yeah)
JB with the bae and please (Yeah)
**** stay Doing what he please
Tell em Sickle cell wrist is freeze
Tell em Sick wrist is sneeze
Blessing with the B's, big b's on ride and keys
Mario and Tingz I'm on my odyssey's
Better policies (Uh)
I tell em rock with your Glock out (Yeah)
I tell em rock with your cock out (Yeah)
We doing pop ups when we pop out (Ah)
I classing these bitches they dropout
Wayne Minajing these hoes ima knockout
I am top three you a lock out
**** think they gon bury me wait til I go and get dugout (Yeah)
I'm getting the shovel cause Kesha not one of them
She is real humble these bums is just tripping like trying to bury the best
That's like y'all failing a open book test
Wait if you wanna fight I can swear you won't touch me
Run up on the gang and ain't nobody checking me ripping and drilling I kill for a living
My people don't understand that I'm the one fucking the system bitch
Who is you talking too
My momma said if you gon run up on me I can put my hands on you
Kesha Johnny, you ain't topping it (No)
Ima Patrick Star you ain't rocking it (No)
Boy I been a Christian, you ain't rocking it (No)
Keep a Smith and Wesson but ain't locking it (Ah)
Uh, I give a sigh when I'm trotting by (Yeah)
You bitches is mold like a rotting pie (Yeah)
Horizontal my tea you ain't dotting I (Ah Yeah)
**** been tripping, my pussy slipping
Catching fades to these ****, I keep the clipping
Swear I Go UPS cause my sail been shipping
Somebody hit Scotty tell em keep it pimping
But never simping ****
Written by: DaCorrion Ogletree, Johnathan Wayne Gleaves